An idiot driving a dusty silver van hooted continually as the electric gate was slowly moving aside. This immediately annoyed us, and father the most. He complained sarcastically, “These young ones, I don’t understand why they are so arrogant, so cocky, so impatient and so lacking in good manners. Apparently, it takes time for the gate to open. Christ! Only thirty seconds, even less than thirty seconds! What’s wrong with the young people nowadays?”
Mother was fearful of his criticism being overheard, which would likely cause him unnecessary troubles. Hence, she calmed him as well as softened him with a nice critical attitude. “Mind your own business. If he likes blowing his horn, let him blow. Saying less won’t do any harm to you. Remember this is a big city, not a small village! Here people are dangerous.”